Splendid and Sorry.

It was a particularly peculiar Wednesday morning.

I see you. I see you and everything you do. I see you and everything you do and that is the problem.

'Tis the season to reflect as they say. And that's what I've been doing in my own way. LOL. I am thinking of the bigger picture, of the things right in front of me and all the things that are obvious but I prefer to stay oblivious.

You probably think I don't know or I don't care but I do. I really do. And I hope it stops.

You pay attention to details, minute information, crumbs of what really happened. And it still points you to the same direction. And I still stay vague. All the efforts of thinking are futile.

And in the end of all the whirlpool of thoughts and dreams, I just hope that things will eventually turn out right--with or without my hand in it. Which is impossible. Which defies everything. Which brings me back to the original question dancing inside my mind.